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lyrics
With eyes wide
Everybody stop don't move
It's a homicide
And it's come for you
There's a war outside
And I can't get you used to it
There's blood over my hands tonight
A ghouls calling
Out to my piece of mind
And I can't help myself
And I can't get you used to it
Blood spilling out the casket, the demons in me need feed
And they running out of rations
Soul tired, feet dragging
Wove fabric from God ain't doing what I ask it
Smile cracked cause I mask it
Though my sadness doing somersaults and gymnastics
No glory there to bask in
The madness might just bring my body up to NASA
I'm a product of failed marriage and bad karma
Deep trauma and no will, chipping the armor
False starters, no role models, it's all opera
Cause we phantoms reanimated like my name is Madra
A nobody, a hollow shell, an empty husk
Organizing my thirteens 'for the day has won
Most of us ain't make it to see 21
I'll be surprised if I'm alive before my 20's done
It don't matter cause they ain't listening (Nope)
And by that time I'll be way into oblivion (Yup)
Tell Zay to pick a suit they can dress me in
And tell the drama that caused it don't need the sentiment
Peace y'all (I love you Duty)
There's a war inside I can't break from
But the war inside I might break from
All this war inside I need a break from
Matter fact, let me hit you with the break
Why?
Please hold me responsible
No, I
I don't like the monster I've become
No, why?
Product of the constantly abused
Abused
With eyes wide (With eyes wide)
Everybody stop don't move
It's a homicide (It's a homicide)
And it's come for you
There's a war outside (There's a war outside)
And I can't get you used to it
(Oo-we-oo, Oo-ooo)
There's blood over (Blood over) my hands tonight (On my hands)
A ghouls calling (Ghouls calling)
Out to my piece of mind
And I can't help myself (No I can't help myself)
And I can't get you used to it
If I control my own head I'm going for broke
No more going slow
We bout to go from dope to dope head
You was one of the goats, you spun to a ghost
You turned to a dummy, you dumbin the most
You stunted your growth
You wanted to go republican
You wasn't one of em could have kept it a hundred
You ain't let none of em know
How you plummet to one of them lows
No covering
But you don't run from what comes with it tho
That's cause it comes with a glow
That kind of pain turns to power
Then runs through your soul
If you allow it you can roll up blunts full of gold, smoke em
Now you make an arm and legs outta toe
Learn how to control it, you ain't gonna know how to function
When your son don't want you to go but you gotta
You going to war with his momma
You want him to know his fathers a rider
You never forget em you gotta remind em
You needed to help to beat those demons, you conquered em dolo
Mission accomplished
Almost
I do gotta know what schools he enrolled
Never thought we stoop to this low
Even when doc gave you the truest results we knew it
We tried to scoop him, its slow
You keeping him close, you keep him exposed
What good you doing him? You barely keeping a pulse
Now the evil is shown, you seeing your whole family croak
You reaching for dough, am I even human?
I know I'm lighting the fuse but
Shouts to Medusa for producing this flow
I ain't using it though
Why?
Please hold me responsible
No, I
I don't like the monster I've become
No, why?
And I can't get you used to it
credits
from 001,
released February 22, 2022
Written by J. Quinones (July Quin) & X. Rice (Zay Mason)
Produced by July Quin
Engineered by July Quin & Zay Mason
Mixed & Mastered by July Quin
A self-taught Bronx boy who produces, mixes, masters, writes & records his own music from his home studio. The composer of these Kaleidoscope Compositions.
Someone who I greatly admire. He has the bop. And he produces, mixes & writes it all. A true multifaceted creative from The Bronx. Check out his latest EP! July Quin
My favorite artist that I personally know. Also the only one i wouldn't think twice about doing a joint album with. If you're a fan of Kendrick/The Weeknd. Check out his EP produced by Numemo. July Quin
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